Love At The Wrong Table

During the meal, Mackenzie’s phone rang.

Beatrix and Lexi lowered their heads before glimpsing at her.

They didn’t have the nerve to play with their phones while eating with

Mackenzie. If their phones were the ones ringing, they’d need to ask her for

permission to answer it.

Of course, Mackenzie usually never answered calls while eating. However,

that one was an exception because she accepted it after seeing the

caller.

After the person on the other side spoke for a while, she coldly replied,

“Mhm. I understand.” Then, she put the phone away.

Beatrix’s head was still lowered as she mouthed a few words at Lexi. “It’s

Manuel.”

Lexi grinned in secret. It seems that man is always granted special

privileges by Ms. Quillen.

When Mackenzie swept her gaze past them, they swiftly pretended to

focus on their meals.

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“Help me look into something, Lexi,” ordered Mackenzie abruptly.

It was why she asked Lexi out for a meal.

There were three reasons Lexi successfully became the personal assistant

to Mackenzie.

Firstly, she also graduated with MBA. Thus, she was knowledgeable and

capable.

Secondly, she was the daughter of a prominent family. While her family

wasn’t as influential as the Quillen family, they were still distinguished.

Thirdly, she was a hacker with a unique source of intel.

“Say the word, Ms. Quillen.” Lexi revered Mackenzie. In addition to how she

admired Mackenzie’s success and her relationship with the latter, she

genuinely respected and looked up to her employer.

“I want you to locate Emerson and see if he’s imprisoned in northern

Manchernius,” requested Mackenzie.

Promptly, Lexi replied, “Roger!” This is a piece of cake for me. Since more

than twenty years ago, plenty of people have illegally traveled to another

country to perform activities deemed criminal by local law. It had gotten

particularly bad in the past few years. Although, there’re only a few NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

methods one could utilize to leave the country in that manner. With

Terence Group’s resources and my personal intelligence network, it’s not

difficult for me to locate who had left the country through those secret

channels recently.

A thought struck Mackenzie’s mind before she relayed another order.

“Also, send someone to investigate Emmanuel’s granddad.”

Beatrix was stunned and couldn’t help but tease, “Have you started

getting curious about Manuel’s background? Are you learning more about

him because you plan to live the rest of your life with him?”

Without delay, Mackenzie shot a glance at her. “It seems like you’re quite

free, considering you have so much to say.”

“Not at all! I’m busy, actually!” Beatrix zipped her mouth immediately. I

don’t know if the same applies to someone else, but if I speak any further,

she’ll definitely increase my workload. I’m not Manuel, so I don’t have

special privileges!

“Understood, Ms. Quillen.” Lexi nodded.

Meanwhile, Emmanuel called many people to save Emerson. He even

visited numerous locations for that purpose, including the police station.

However, the police explained that they would need to cooperate with

northern Manchernius‘ officers to rescue Emerson, and there was no

guarantee they would succeed.

Emmanuel wasn’t worried about Emerson’s safety. However, he feared his

uncle’s death would cause his mother to feel bad and his grandfather’s

family to harass his family.

It wasn’t until ten in the night that Emmanuel returned home, exhausted.

When he saw Mackenzie doing something on the balcony, he approached

her, intrigued.